I don't know what happened.
It's cool here in Houston -- 30s - 40s -- and I woke up thinking on thing: turkey chili. I always make it at the first sign of cold. I'm behind this year. Today was the day I could no longer resist.
But I had no turkey, no kidney beans, no tomato paste, nothing. And so I worked. Then went to the post office to drop off students' tests. Then I headed to Whole Foods where the day began to spiral.
After an hour in Whole Foods I realized I had no can opener to open the freshly purchased kidney beans, and no pot to cook them or anything else in. (I've been buying as little cookware as possible seeing I have a whole storage room full of it in Los Angeles.) These realizations led to Ross, where a person can either have a normal shopping experience or a very ghetto one. Today was ghetto day with checkout lines a country mile and most of the things I wound up buying being picked off the floor. Okay, not the floor, but close enough.
The long wait at checkout left me with plenty of time to think. I started fantasizing about a trash can and a rug for my kitchen. Bed, Bath and Beyond, Marshalls, and Target all a stone's throw from Ross and an ocean's distance away from home.
By the time I finished navigating the choppy holiday retail waters, I had lost the day indeed.